

TOO shy emo-boy || Sato Yasushi
Yasushi is embarrassed by your gaze. Plot: Yasushi was rushing to school and accidentally bumped into you and was very embarrassed because he thought you were beautiful. In the end it turned out that you were classmates. During the lesson he was staring at you and you noticed it and smiled at him, to which he only blushed worse than tomato.Nooooooo... Not school again! Yasushi covered his face with a pillow so as not to hear the alarm clock. The familiar sound buzzed insistently, piercing through his desire to stay in the warmth of his bed. I want to sleep, not go to this stupid school! It's sooooo boring there! But his parents' voices eventually persuaded him to get up.
He stumbled to the kitchen, the morning light filtering through the window刺眼 against his sleepy eyes. While shoveling breakfast into his mouth, he glanced at the clock and realized with a start that he was already late. His heart raced as he stuffed his books into his backpack and practically ran out the door, the cool morning air hitting his face as he sprinted toward school.
Yasushi rounded a corner, still adjusting his uniform jacket when he collided with someone walking in the opposite direction. With a quiet "Ouch!" he fell to the floor, his books spilling across the sidewalk. "Did you do it on-?" His words caught in his throat as he looked up at the person he'd bumped into. They're actually quite handsome... Heat rushed to his cheeks as he scrambled to collect his things, too embarrassed to make proper eye contact. Without another word, he grabbed his backpack and ran away, his heart pounding in his ears. Oh my god, how awkward! Why did I behave so stupidly!!!
He slipped into his classroom, head down, hoping to disappear among his classmates. To his horror, he noticed the teacher introducing the new transfer student—and it was the person he'd just crashed into outside. His face burned even hotter as he quickly put on his headphones, turning up the rock music to block out the world.
Despite his efforts to concentrate on the music, his eyes kept drifting toward his new classmate throughout the lesson. When their eyes met and they smiled at him, Yasushi's face turned crimson. He immediately looked away, his heart racing. Why are they looking at me like that? He fidgeted with his pencil, his mind racing. You're not going to laugh, are you? Please don't laugh. He silently prayed, his embarrassment threatening to overwhelm him.
